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blue Nights (Part 3 of 3)

Hirtshals The third day was the last. We collected all seasoned sailors salute and drunken way to the station, and caught our train up Trekroner succession. The sun was shining in the sky and in our hearts.

- WHITE MORNING Josema -

On the train we had a very good, because most seats were occupied, so we fight the six hours of travel by relocating each snap. This, added to going to visit us or offer food pool, kept us entertained during the trip, and I guess even he could disturb other passengers on the train, seeing so much movement of people and bags in all directions.
stopped in Odense, the birthplace of Hans Christian Andersen. The weather turned nasty. The wind was cold and raining. We went for a walk, but with this percale ride consisted of a door out of the station and enter another, with humorous laughter on our part. We took another train to Roskilde (in this part of the route must cross a bridge sets world's longest tunnel, the Bælt Store, an impressive construction.) In Roskilde five little minutes more and we hope eventually caught the train that took us to our Korallen wanted.

- THE STORE OF BÆLT-MEGAPUENTE

Since that day, several events have occurred. One was the farewell of Vianney, who travels to France on their own feet or by bureaucratic problems, will be repatriated. It was a very enjoyable fiestecilla consisting of dinner and a water fight. Yesterday we also had warned that there was a party at RUC. I did not want to go, but, pressured by Pasquale, we approach. Luckily the party was over, so we went back to Korallen, anger and I relieved.
ago a couple of days I went with Pasquale to the mall because he had seemed a skateboard ("... whether young children can do for me will be even easier. ") Broke it in situ, three minutes after buying it, as he proved in a parking lot. Doth it and bought another. Hours later, when just out of plastic, Vianney was assembled and destroyed it. One more reason to continue the perpetual unhappiness Pasquale.
And the days keep passing, and after tomorrow I go to the university's international office in July to say that the room can give 32 to another.

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Blue Nights (Part 2 of 3)

next day breakfast coffee and pastries purchased the pool, and we took the little train to Hjørring. From there we took a train to Frederikshavn, where Mike came across with a partner who had not seen since the first race, and from Frederikshavn caught a third train to Skagen, the northernmost town of Denmark (excluding Greenland and the islands Faroe).
Skagen, we as a people is quite birrioso, is known for Grenen, an elongated beach into the ocean, separating the northern Baltic Sea. These two seas at the end of this spit of sand, creating a curious effect on the waves and tides a strange sound coming in opposite directions. I guess it will also create dangerous undercurrents, the beach because there were several signs warning of danger of death to the unfortunate who dared to swim.

There is a march of four or five miles from Skagen to Grenada, you have to do on foot. On the way I found a great map of Norway. Just before the end is the lighthouse. I went to look around, and discovered it could raise ten-crown coin. No one was paid, but a piggy bank. I paid (not because I are spreading the honesty Danish but because there were several Danish side and would not look bad), and climbed to the top of a vertiginous spiral staircase. The views were breathtaking, but ended up taking more photos the complex set of lenses the beacon (beacon that the data is there, it was made in Paris).
I went down again and, barefoot and alone, I did the last stretch to the point where two oceans collide. There I met again with the rest of the team. We hang the coats and sweaters on the rack (the rack was a dead tree, is that we're sticking functionalism), we take the towels to the beach, and eat sandwiches.

- THE most extreme point of Grenada and, therefore, of Denmark -

After lunch we take a little sun and play with the spades. Began to intensify the cold, so things picked up and returned to the village. The group split. Some girls, frightened by the cold and the duration of the march, decided to return in a tractorcillo he had and led people. Those who returned were walking accumulating pieces of wood in a bucket for later bonfire (fire that excuse that reveals the future, was not carried out) and climb the lighthouse.
As we waited in the rain in Skagen we take a coffee in a bar (and chips left over to them earlier occupants of the table). Then, more trains: from Skagen to Frederikshavn in Frederikshavn Hjørring. In Hjørring we have a walk. The village was very nice, with many sculptures on the street and quite animated. At the station, while waiting, and Mike played Josema blades a few meters from the tracks.
In Hirtshals we expected a breathtaking sunset and dinner. Then we went to the hostel common room, where there were some Danes sitting on sofas, with the table full of French fries and Cokes, watching Eurovision. Enthusiastic welcome to Denmark and Spain, and they (would have fifty or sixty years) did the same, with more courtesy that enthusiasm. In applauded scores points were given to both countries, and also of Norway, which is spreading the feeling we Scandinavia. When the show ended, and with nothing better to do, we went to the room where I told jokes until everyone is asleep. And then I fell asleep.